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Sun Qingyang smiled "poof", "Sister, is this coaxing me or deceiving herself?" How many people in this world have wealth and glory and still guard their wives who are dregs? If there were really many pairs of people, Song Hong's story would not have been passed down from the Later Han Dynasty to the present, who is a commonplace thing? is like that Chen Shimei would not be known if she hadn't been beheaded because of her negative heart, but it was sung in the drama to coax the poor woman. ”

"Which man is not a man with three wives and four concubines, don't say that the dragon son and phoenix grandson, the son of the family, is a poor man who has a few silver coins in his hand, and wants to marry a concubine, if we are uncomfortable for this, shouldn't Sister Hu be even more uncomfortable? What you think of a man is single-minded, there must come a day, the law stipulates that monogamy is not allowed to marry concubines and maids, maybe it's okay, that's it, it's just because of the law, the nature of men, even if they like their own wives in their hearts, they are still willing to take a few more beautiful little girls. ”

"Men are not like us women, they are a group of wives and concubines, the more women have, the more face, we are praised for our loyalty and observance from the beginning. I still believe that when there is no law, those people in the poor family will keep their original matches, but because they do not have the ability to enjoy the blessings of all people. Don't talk about men, even I like to look at delicate beauties, the ones who are good-looking in the mamma are good, and the ones with sad and vicious faces won't take a second look, and they are men! ”

Zhao Yaoying was flustered by her words, "According to what you say, isn't there no true love between men and women?" Is it a last resort for couples who grow old together? ”

Sun Qingyang grinned and smoothed out the wrinkles between her eyebrows due to displeasure, "That's not it. Sister, if you don't expect men to keep their bodies and minds one, their hearts are also thinking of the love, after all, the husband and wife are still the original match, the young girl has not gone through the wind and rain with them, and has gone through hardships together, after all, there is a layer of difference, but if you think that there is no other woman in his eyes, and you don't want other women's bodies, even if there is such true feelings, it is not true. I don't believe my sister to ask which white-headed couples are old, but there is one who has not thought about anything else? It's just a coincidence. When they were young, maybe they were really sincere to each other, but every day they watched each other's skin wrinkled, aging, and their bellies piled up layer by layer, even if they were true love, they still couldn't stop thinking about the little girls, only monogamous to old age, it was nothing more than having to do this. ”

"However, if you really like His Highness, how can you think about it, and you won't taste it at all when you see him scarry?"

It seems that Sister Zhao still doesn't understand, in addition to pity in Sun Qingyang's eyes, there is some coldness, "This man is seventy and eighty and still accepts concubines to give birth to young sons, but women can't do it, and the concubines in the palace are not allowed to sleep in their fifties, which shows that there is a difference between men and women, why bother to entangle with him who is more sincere, who he loves who loves whom more?" In this world, people are struggling with this love, and they live a life of guessing their hearts every day, what happiness is there to speak of? His Royal Highness is in front of me, and he gets along sweetly, and when he is away, I will live a comfortable life alone, so that I will not seek troubles for myself. Also, if you really like someone, shouldn't you love the house and the black? Even if you can't, you shouldn't be jealous and hateful, the Buddhist scriptures say that jealousy and hatred come from possessiveness, you see the great love of the Buddha is to love all sentient beings. If you are blindly obsessed with twisting acid, is it also called really liking? ”

Zhao Yaoying heard a little demonic obstacles, Sun Qingyang's bright vividness was not something she could understand, the jealousy she knew and knew was against her nature, contrary to her original intention, because she couldn't be jealous because of the etiquette, but Sister Sun's jealousy was really clear.

Can I be like her? Zhao Yaoying shook her head, maybe not yet, but at least she can try to like the heirs of His Royal Highness the Imperial Grandson, even if the child is not in her womb.

He Jiayu heard that Hu Shanxiang was pregnant, and his face seemed to be a little happy, and he ordered the maid to take incense and call people to serve fresh melons and fruits to the Bodhisattva.

"It's no wonder that these days in the morning, the princess of Dingxing Province is just a blessing in front of her mother, it turns out that she is pregnant." Her pretty face was full of smiles, "This is a great joy in the Showa Palace, I have to go to the Bodhisattva to thank him, and pray for the child's blessing and peace." As he spoke, he specially asked someone to give Feng Hong the little maid who reported the news to her, and turned around and went into the Xinuan Pavilion to offer incense.

Only her personal maid could see that He Guifei, who was full of smiles on her face, had the Jinpa in her hand twisted into a twist.

Yuan Weiwei looked at the daylily embroidery on her clothes, and the boy on the bottle straddled the unicorn picture, and her eyes gradually turned red.

First of all, the princess grandchild...... Then it's their turn, it's their turn, only one of them is not favored, and I don't know when I will be able to conceive a boy and a woman!

Not only is the daylily suitable for men, the unicorn sends the child, but also the gourd vines hanging on the wall in this room, and the melons on the table, each of which means the reproduction of children and grandchildren, and Ding Changmao, from these objects, it can be seen how eager she wants to have children, remembering what the person who helped her become the concubine said that if there is no heir, the concubines in this palace will either enter the cold palace or be buried, and the mercy when she is called to be self-conscious, Yuan Weiwei couldn't help but shudder.

"Isn't it just pregnant!" An old lady whispered to Ning Si, who was sitting in front of the window fiddling with the golden lock of the fifth son, "Not only has the imperial doctor confirmed the diagnosis, but I heard the little maid in the courtyard of the princess grandchild say that after eating some grapes at noon, they vomited a mess. ”

Ning Si's tent hand couldn't help but shake, and the golden lock was locked, clamping a little bit of flesh between her fingers, and the pain made her sweat down.

"How good is that!" The old lady hurriedly helped to withdraw the golden lock, but saw that the index finger was already bleeding, and quickly found a handkerchief to hold it.

Ning Si Tent pressed the veil, and said with a little excitement in his voice: "When the main mother was pregnant, it happened that one of the Boss Accounts was also pregnant. ”

The old lady was surprised, "There is such a saying, but you are drugged, where can you conceive a child?" ”

Ning Si said quietly: "I heard that the warm uterus is pregnant, as long as the lower abdomen is maintained, it is not hopeless, infertile people have cold feet so it is not easy to conceive, I have asked for a prescription, and I fell asleep at night with moxibustion in the five acupoints of Zhongguan, Guan Yuan, Zusanli, Taixi, and Yongquan for a quarter of an hour, saying that if the foot is not cold, it will naturally be able to conceive, and after two or three months, my feet are no longer cold and ice, maybe there is hope." ”

The old lady clasped her palms together and bowed to the Bodhisattva, "If that's the case, you can be regarded as a cultivator, and if you can conceive a child, Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess will definitely let the imperial grandson promote you to a concubine, she is the most important heir." ”

Ning Si's face was threatening, "If that's the case, I won't forget Mama's goodness." ”

The old grandmother looked at her in a daze, "As long as you are good, Mama will be fine." ”

When the imperial grandson Zhu Zhanji first heard the news, he threw the research table and tea cup on the bookcase to the ground and smashed it.

Chen Huifu waved his hand, and asked the people who were waiting to quickly pack up their things and retreat, and looked at Zhu Zhanji's expression cautiously, "Your Highness, you can dissipate your anger, the days of pregnancy in October will be long......"

After thinking for a long time, Zhu Zhanji shook his head, "Since she is already pregnant, it is a life, if she really has this blessing, she will give birth." ”

It's just that it takes a little more trouble, and the concubine really thinks that she can handle herself with this?

Although he had a plan in his heart, Zhu Zhanji also knew how difficult it would be for Hu Shanxiang to think about his wishes in the future once he gave birth to his eldest son, and after thinking about it for a long time, he had another idea.

"Go, tonight in charge of the lantern Hanlian Courtyard."

Chen Huifu saw that he heard the news of Concubine Taisun's pregnancy, although he didn't let it be unfavorable to the child, he was not in a hurry to see it, but let the palm lamp Hanlian Courtyard, and he was more and more sure that the master was the person on the tip of the master's heart, and replied with low eyebrows, "The slave will go and let the Hanlian Courtyard prepare." ”

Entering the gate of the Hanlian Courtyard, I saw Sun Qingyang wearing an apricot yellow woven gold cardigan jacket, a willow yellow skirt full of gold, from the corridor to wear Ding Dong, the skirt swayed gently, dignified with charm, flying fairy bun crows piled up, more and more a goose egg face white and clean good-looking, Zhu Zhanji looked at it happily, and then took her hand and asked, "Why is this dress so festive, not as pure as in the past?" ”

"Today, the doctor confirmed that Sister Hu is pregnant, and everyone is happy, so dress more festively."

Seeing that the maids didn't follow up in the house, Zhu Zhanji took Sun Qingyang in his arms and whispered in her ear: "Qingyang, give me a baby too." ”

Sun Qingyang pushed him away, walked to the table and picked up the teapot, poured a cup of tea and handed it to him, "Didn't Brother Zhu say that I was young and it was not easy to produce at this time?" Why did I change my mind again this time? ”

Zhu Zhanji walked behind her, stretched out his hand and rubbed her waist, "My heart and liver, how can the child she gave birth to be comparable to you?" You can also give birth to one for me, and we will conceive one today, just in time for double happiness. After drinking tea, he put the cup on the table, reached out and hugged Sun Qingyang to the beauty couch and held it down, and hurriedly ripped off the skirt belt around her waist.

Sun Qingyang had never seen him look so anxious about himself, so he couldn't help but be stunned, and in just a moment's effort, the moon-white obscene pants under her willow yellow skirt were faded away, and Zhu Zhanji lifted her two white, delicate and tender feet, and wanted to go in on his shoulders.

Sun Qingyang closed his mouth tightly and tilted his head to the side to show his reluctance. She was like this, but it aroused Zhu Zhanji's interest even more, he chuckled, pinched her round and straight little nose, Sun Qingyang couldn't hold it, he threw something into his mouth, and before she could wake up, he slid down his throat.

"What did you give me to eat?"

Zhu Zhanji kissed her feet, "To help you get pregnant, if you eat this, we will have sex and it will be easy to conceive." ”

"I don't want to get pregnant, I said before, I'll have another one in a few years." Sun Qingyang's thin teeth bit his lower lip tightly, and his body twisted back and forth, not letting him get his intentions, but his struggling porcelain white face was a little flushed, adding a little more bright color and making it even more exciting.

Zhu Zhanji leaned down and pressed her hard, laughing in her ear: "If you don't conceive a child, who will inherit my unification?" ”

When Sun Qingyang heard that he actually had this thought, he pushed him to the side with force, rolled to the side and wrapped himself in a brocade quilt, "Brother Zhu, are you trying to kill me?" ”